"Just a bunch of black-market ninja who don't even understand their own place. Your failure to recognize your limits has sealed your tragic fate today." A stepped on the body of a fallen assassin, delivering his final verdict on the ambush.
Two minutes later.
"B! What the hell is going on with you? Taking half an hour to deal with a third-rate ninja? Have you forgotten everything I taught you? You're making Kumogakure look bad!" A's forehead veins bulged, his fury evident as he practically exploded in anger.
Killer B slid back to create some distance between himself and his opponent. Holding seven blades, he was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.
"Ba—Bastard, why don't you try it yourself..." Before Killer B could finish his sentence, a sudden exclamation came from the other side.
"Yohooo~!"
A man with slicked-back gray hair and light purple eyes swung a massive red scythe through the air. The force of his strike was immense.
Clang!
A crisp sound of metal clashing echoed.
"Damn it!" Killer B barely managed to block the scythe's attack with his seven swords, but he was clearly at a disadvantage—the blade was only inches away from his face.
"Heh heh heh, I heard the people from your village are all strong. Offering your blood to Lord Jashin should make him very pleased."
"I—I don't even understand what you're saying." Gritting his teeth, Killer B pushed away Hidan's scythe with great effort.
A saw this and was about to step in, but a large hand pressed down on his shoulder. A towering figure moved past him—Kakuzu.
Kakuzu unleashed his full aura, his chakra surging across the battlefield. Even Hidan, who had been mid-swing, paused slightly in response.
"Who the hell are you?" Hidan demanded.
"Your savior. You're coming with me."
"Huh? And why would I do that? I don't even know what the hell you're talking about. I bet Lord Jashin would despise you!"
Kakuzu chuckled. He had encountered his fair share of arrogant individuals blessed with immortality. He took slow, deliberate steps forward, his fists gradually hardening.
"B, step back. I'll handle this."
Killer B obediently retreated, though Hidan wasn't too happy about it.
"What a conceited bastard. Who gave you the audacity to talk to me like that? I'll take your head as an offering to Lord Jashin! AAAHHHH!!!"
Hidan leaped high into the air, bringing his massive red scythe down in a vicious arc.
Kakuzu didn't dodge. Instead, he raised his hardened arm to block the attack head-on.
Clang!
Another metallic clang rang out. Kakuzu's Steel Release-enhanced arm remained unscathed.
But what happened next took him by surprise.
"Tch! You're a real pain. Not even a single drop of blood? How unlucky. If this keeps up, Lord Jashin will be displeased. Hey! Stop dodging and let me cut you once!"
Kakuzu dodged while carefully observing Hidan. He had a rough understanding of Hidan's abilities from his past life, but his knowledge came from anime, which might not have portrayed the full extent of Hidan's strength.
Only after clashing with him did Kakuzu realize what had been previously unknown.
"Don't you ever get tired?" he asked.
Intense battles were physically and mentally draining. Even someone as powerful as Hashirama would be panting heavily after an intense fight with Madara. Yet here they were, twenty minutes in, and Hidan was still launching full-force attacks without breaking a sweat.
"You just don't get it. I am the most faithful servant of Lord Jashin. He has granted me unparalleled strength! If you know what's good for you, just stand there and let me cut you once. I promise Lord Jashin will personally welcome you!"
Listening to Hidan's endless chatter, Kakuzu smirked.
"Alright. I'll take your power for myself."
"What? Are you delusional? Lord Jashin will—"
Swish!
In an instant, Kakuzu appeared right in front of Hidan. With one hand, he grabbed Hidan's head.
Crack!
The sound of bones snapping filled the air. Kakuzu had crushed Hidan's cervical spine.
Then, with a flourish of his kunai, he spun it once before slicing cleanly through Hidan's neck.
A and Killer B, who had been watching, were just about to cheer Kakuzu on when—
"AAAHHHH!!! YOU BASTARD!!! THAT HURT LIKE HELL!!! LET GO OF ME RIGHT NOW!!!"
Blood dripped from Hidan's mouth, but his severed head was still shouting, his face twisted in pain and rage.
The sudden turn of events left A, Killer B, and the rest of the Kumogakure ninja utterly stunned.
"T-This is insane..." One of the Kumo shinobi muttered, wide-eyed.
A severed head shouldn't be able to talk. How was this even possible?
"Alright, that's enough for today. Everyone, head back and rest!" Kakuzu retrieved a sealing scroll, placing Hidan's body inside. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seal the head.
"Forget it."
In the end, Kakuzu just grabbed Hidan by the hair and casually walked away, leaving behind only Hidan's screams and curses.
...
Two days later.
"Kakuzu-senpai, this is from the Eight-Tails." Killer B respectfully handed over a scroll.
Kakuzu nodded and accepted it. "Good. Remember, when you get back, practice the martial arts techniques I taught you. Before long, you'll be famous across the shinobi world—not for fighting, but for your rap."
"Got it!" Without hesitation, Killer B did a quick fist pump with one hand while stretching the other forward, his right shoulder bouncing in his signature move.
"Oh, and A, don't forget—the one billion ryo you owe me."
"Nani!!!" A's eyes widened in disbelief. This was a complete disaster!
"Kakuzu-sama, this isn't—"
But Kakuzu wasn't interested in hearing his excuses. Now that he had accomplished what he came for in the Land of Hot Water, he simply turned and left, leaving the A-B brothers and the rest of Kumogakure's ninja to stew in their confusion.
Kakuzu had spent a month leisurely traveling to this place. Even rushing back, it still took him a full three months to return.
"Would you SHUT UP already?!"
"Pah! You're dragging my head around like a sack of potatoes! This is an absolute disgrace! I swear I'm reporting you to Lord Jashin!"
Every time Hidan opened his eyes, he would start another rant. He was beyond furious—this was the most humiliating thing he had ever experienced.
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